母の罪 - パート1

Sins of a Mother - Part 1

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Original creator of Naruto is Masashi Kishimoto. Plot inspired by DragonPony22

Mebuki Haruno

A devoted mother and loyal wife to her husband Kizashi Haruno for twenty years. Since the start of their marriage her ordinary days of being free to roam Konohagakure were soon behind her thanks to the addition of their only daughter, Sakura Haruno. With their cherry blossom daughter came a world of responsibilities Mebuki braced alone by changing her life to better suit a home style comfortable for the spawn of their love. She held no regrets when her hours of freedom diminished thanks to motherhood, no regret when her days of being an active kunoichi fell behind her, and she can say without hesitation she would do it again.

Though there was an aspect to motherhood Mebuki had not expected, a side she did not sit well with. In the upbringing of her daughter's kunoichi schooling, Mebuki would come home to an empty and littered house. Every afternoon was spent working diligently to keep her household clean and she made sure to scold her daughter and husband for tracking dirt inside. Her days of being a badass kunoichi were behind her, she jokingly admits. She may no longer be the woman she used to be, but instead opted to maintain being a clean woman, devoted mother, and lustful wife. Sadly even those ideals were beginning to be days of her past with the sudden move out of their only daughter, who with great joy, announced she'll be moving in with her boyfriend at the time, Sasuke Uchiha.

When she broke the news to them Mebuki and Kizashi celebrated their daughter's independence like any good parents. She figured with their daughter out of the house she can now take up those activities she's been holding off on. You know, children are gone, the house to themselves... but she found herself caught off guard with nothing changed but increased alone time. There were also her more womanly desires craving to be satisfied, but her working husband found no time in his schedule and she wasn't the kind of woman who would beg him for it. Mebuki concluded how depressing and boring her life has become with spending her hours of the day doing chores, cooking, and waiting for her husband to come home, too tired to do anything.

She believed the moving of her daughter was a blessing to her household. A new direction her boring and stagnant life. A promise to her throwback days of youth when Kizashi would take her on dates and was energetic about life, but times have changed and people change. Like her husband who use to be full of energy and loved to laugh now only remains a former shell of optimism. Except now to her dislike he's become a devoted worker slave to his jobs schedule more than he is to her.

She admits she's guilty of changing too. The free spirited troublemaker she used to be was gone, buried under the pile of motherhood. And her womanly body was subject to change. No longer were her notable assets perky, now they remained well rounded with more mass added to them. Even her hips were beginning to show marks of stress over time with little skin to hold on to by the hips. She clenches her fist at the damage time and motherhood have done to her body. If she so chooses to remain sexy, then sexy she will be!

Being the refined woman she matured to be, Mebuki stands clad in only her bra and panties in front of her closet. Hands on on her hips she admires the colorful spectrum of all the qipao dresses she's come to gather over the years, some never worn. Tonight is a special occasion. Not the anniversary of her marriage or the birth of her daughter. Tonight is the night she chooses to not only look sexy, but treat herself to some fine sake. A throwback to her carefree days. For this occasion she knows just the perfect dress with a tight fit to accentuate her curves. An ebony qipao with crimson outlining and a tear running up her left thigh displaying her creamy smooth leg. With an open chest revealing her motherly cleavage this qipao dress is surely her most exotic one and it all comes together with two buttons supporting her collar. She cups her breast playfully shifting them around till she found a satisfying display of skin and perkiness. She gives her self a confident smirk admiring her own curves in the mirror glad she purchased this dress years ago. She grabs her comb and begins working her hair into a ponytail drawing attention to her emerald eyes and drawing a younger look. Working with the lipstick and eyeliner she is seconds away from a night of drinking and reminiscing about the old days.

Mebuki's POV

Stepping out of the house I couldn't stop the smile creeping on my face. I feel like a new woman. Sigh, how I miss those days when just walking down the street drew the attention of all males in my vicinity. I may not be the same woman I was twenty years ago but if this night is not for nothing I might be persuaded to treat myself more often. Kami knows I need the vacation.

Walking down the steps I head to the new bar that opened a couple of weeks ago nearby the house. Usually I'm not one for new things, I take comfort in knowing where I'll be drinking, but this night is fresh and exciting I could use a little change in my life just for once.

Heh, men. Even if I walked down the street with my eyes closed I could still sense their eyes a mile away digging at me. Looks like the dress works like a charm. SHANAROO~ I still have it! I swing my hips a little giving into their pleading hearts. Men are so easily played. If all it takes for me is to show some skin and walk down the street I can bag me half the population! Ahem, not that I would want to.

I make the corner and spot the new bar up ahead with its lights shining outside onto the streets illuminating the people gathering around it. Making my entrance I scout for any open seats and stop when I see a familiar light blond head downing a bottle of sake with another one in her hand. I can assume she's been here for awhile judging by the pile of sake bottles at her side. It's charming to see some familiar faces. Some people never change.

Making my way over to an old friend I spot another person sitting rather close to her to not be just another customer.

She's on a date.

And a handsome one at that.

How have I never seen him around? Oh, wait. Of course I haven't. When's the last time you've been out for a drink Mebuki? I eye his character more from the distance before introducing myself. By the look of concern on his face he's taking care of her or maybe the Godaime decided to bring him along for a night of fun. Wait a second... maybe he's boning her? Yeah, that's it. No way she got him to tag along without a reward even from here I can tell he's not enjoying himself. I can only shrug my shoulders though, I might be wrong, but a little part of me is envious that even our Godiaime can get someone to ravage her.

Walking closer to the couple their faces become clearer and I spot the pair of cerulean eyes on the blond man accompanying our Godaime. Why am I feeling an overwhelming sense of deja vu?Haven't I seen him before... that's right! Uzumaki Naruto. Son of Kushina and Minato, and a member of my daughter's team... I couldn't look away at how well he has grown into a fine young man, gentleman enough to follow a drunk woman dragging him around town into bars.

Unknown to me I release an exhaustive breath at the idea of our Godaime being a handful to someone his age and my motherly instincts kick in as I decide to finally make my presence known to the blond couple.

"Giving you trouble?" I chide in smoothly while taking my seat next to Tsunade-san.

"Hah?" The blond kid looks over the slouching Godaime finally admitting to my presence. Our eyes meet and stay connected for awhile. I could sense he was wracking his brain over who I am so I extend my hand. "I'm Haruno, Sakura's mother." I greet him warmly. If he's truly my daughter's squad mate he must know of her violent acts.

I can visibly see the distinct change in his face upon realizing who he's talking to. I admit I'm a bit proud to see a huge grin on his face. "Oh, that explains where she get's her looks from. What's that saying; the apple doesn't fall far from the tree? I'm Uzumaki Naruto, it's a pleasure to meet you."

What? Why can't a stop this stupid smile on my face? Even my cheeks feel flushed and I haven't ordered my drink yet. His charm is cute, but two can play at that game. "I can say the same thing myself."

Uzumaki kid recoils in embarrassment at my remark, but I just love his reaction. He can't even keep it together. I may have sounded more alluring than I intended but seeing his blush and nervous laughter somehow makes me feel good inside.

"You see, Baa-chan brought me here after a day's worth of work. Drinking after work is not my style though, I'd rather enjoy a bowl of Ichiraku's ramen." I can see the drool pooling in his mouth. He can get away with calling the Godaime 'Baa-chan'? I look over at Tsunade-san still not budging from her sleeping position. Yeah, she's passed out. I smile at such a weird display of what I'm sure he'll come to recall his youthful years. The knowledge that comes with age is, and always will be, priceless. He's still young and inexperienced with a work lifestyle; the result is ending up like this drunk girl here." I mentally point at our passed out Godaime.

I inwardly sigh at my motherly instincts overbearing with responsibility at this pitiful boy. "You can ditch her here with me, I'll take care of her." I offered my babysitting kindly knowing he'll take this chance to ditch us here. A little sad knowing our talk was small, nothing hot sake can cure though.

He speaks up probably playing the nice boy everyone wants to be. "Realy? I can't do that-"

"Listen, kid," I can feel my tolerance feigning at what I can assume is his annoying fake chivalry, "we're old drinking buddies, we've made it out of these situations alive before. It's really no problem to leave her in my care." I further add to my pleading case of babysitting our Godaime diligently. Did not see the night turning into this.

Uzumaki kid settles in his seat probably mulling over for a better solution or comeback. Then again, two drunk woman will only be bad news for everyone here at the bar. If he's well acquainted with my daughter he must know where she get's her competitive behavior from. Crap.

"I think I'll stay for a drink." He finally answers me after a moment of silence over at his part.

Fuck it. The more the merrier. "That's the spirit! Let loose once in awhile before work gets the best of you, otherwise you'll end up like us; an alcoholic and a stay-at-home mother with nothing to do but drink now." I cuddle up with the passed out drunk beside me.

"That's right, I remember hearing about it from Sasuke. Sakura-chan finally moved in with him, huh?"

The bartender serves what I can assume are the remaining drinks of our passed out drunk. I couldn't help but send a deadly glare his way. These drinks aren't going to help our Godaime in waking up. Fuck it, free drinks for us I suppose. I take the bottle of warm sake off Tsunade-san serving myself in the provided small cups and down the drink in one shot. The burning sensation running down my throat is nostalgic and comforting. "What about you?" I ask while serving another drink.

"Hm?" We both look at each other with questioning faces, but his seems to be suffering from confusion.

"Any girlfriends?" I add. Maybe I'm not comfortable talking about my daughter's situation that I'm asking these questions, but I'm a bit anxious in hearing his answer.

"Wha? No, I-I don't have anyone special right now." Geez, his dejected face bums me out.

"Really?" I couldn't help but question his somewhat honest answer. You're lying to me, aren't you? I settle the bottle and cup on the table and fold my arms under my chest. "I don't believe it." I state so openly.

"What makes you say that?" The kid finally takes a sip from his drink. Sake should help straighten out any answers from him.

"You're young, attractive, and the hero of this village. Everyone recognizes you as the strongest shinobi in the village, everyone looks up to you in hopes of becoming something greater. It shouldn't be too hard for someone like you to score a date." I listed them as I see them. This kid has been the talk of the village for quiet some time now especially after hearing his announcement of becoming Hokage.

"Someone like me, huh... that's true, but it is difficult to find the right one." He solemnly adds.

So he's one of those... I nod my head in appreciation of where he's coming from. Finding love can be a life task difficult for any human brave enough to take it. I take a side peek over at Tsunade-san and nod my head in her direction. "What about her?"

"What about her." He repeats after me.

"You two going at it like a pair of Tsume's wild dogs?"

He almost makes a retake of his drink as my question throws him into a coughing fit. I hide my laughter behind the palm of my hand upon seeing blood flowing up to his ears and cheeks. "N-no, nothing like that!" He chokes out waving his arms around rejecting such a ecchi thought of mine.

What a fun night this turned out to be. I wipe the tear forming on the bridge of my eye. "Hmm, unlucky her I guess." I didn't think too much about it and now that I think of it more, it highly seems unlikely. Wait, logical reasoning? I've been ignoring my drinks. I work on the rest of the bottles making their way to our drunk Godaime. The rest of the night went smooth with our little talks with shots in between to cure our boredom.

Upon finishing our last bottle I stand up from my seat barely able to fight the vision of my world moving on its axis. I look over at the Uzumaki kid still watching over his working partner. "It was nice talking with you, Uzumaki, but I have to get home to my lousy husband." I wave my hand goodbye and begin stumbling my way out.

"Wait!" Is he calling out to me?

I turn around to see the worried kid switching his gaze between me and Tsunade-san. "I don't know where she lives." He finally admits.

"Why don't you take her home? That'll give her a pleasant morning to wake up to." I chuckle at the thought of our Godaime waking up from a hangover in bed with the hero of Konoha. On second thought, I take that idea back. "You can drop her off at my home. I have a spare room anyways." Uzumaki kid agrees to my idea and picks up the unconscious Godaime like a sack of potatoes following closely to my side.

Not taking long to arrive at my house I tread further ahead of them to open the door for him. "Aren't you a lucky one? Escorting two woman to their homes and they are both drunk, ready to be taken advantage of." I doubt this kid can take us, but I love playing with him.

"I wouldn't consider that." His response was a bit dead serious yet his smile was playful. I admit, I was a bit taken back as all I could do was stare at his back as he makes his way inside. We slip off our shoes and head over into Sakura's old room. Uzumaki kid settles her onto the bed and walks by me all without a hitch of his breath. "Thanks for the help, Haruno-san." He waves his hand not even looking back. From back here I can see the kid has really broad shoulders, the weight of our Hokage didn't even bother him. I lean against the doorframe folding my arms under my breast.

"It's Mebuki." I call out to him. "Call me Mebuki."

Author's Note: The original idea to this story was brought to me by DragonPony022. I got on board and been working on a plot which brings us this. Let it be known this story exist because of DragonPony022. I've never been a fan of Mebuki Haruno, simply because I never even considered her. I think that changes today. It's fun taking her character in mind so this is all fresh and new to me. Speaking of which what do you guys think of her POV? I had nothing to base it off on, but if anything I'll try to strike similarities of how mother and daughter are alike. Plus, I like to think Mebuki Haruno can be a foul mouth.

A shameless plug for my other Naruto stories. No, I don't have writer's block. In fact I have something worse; please heed my advice. If you're using the Copy&Paste on this website or use two computers to work on the same document, keep BACK UPS of your documents. I lost a couple of docs and words and that just brought me down. Figured I'll work on something else to keep my mind off it. When I'm ready I'll tackle those other stories.